A/N:
Serenity: Thanks, Lanhar, but I hate to say that is not what is going
to happen. I don't think Albus would have done something like that, no
matter how much he might like to chase women. Would you, Albus?
Albus: Of course, Serenity. Besides, the Aleva-Reia of the time would
have seen me shadow lost to the world If I would have touched you.
Serenity: Exactly.
Chapter Ten
Draco slammed his door and plopped face down on his bed, wondering what the hell had possessed him to kiss her. Then, he had wanted to kiss her, to touch her ever since he saw her red-eyed and puffy under a Cypress tree last spring. She had gotten an owl from Krum, who had apparently dumped her. He wanted her then, because he realized, she wasn't little miss perfect with the perfect life.
His father's beliefs had held him back, alone with the fact that Weasley had found her, and after Weasley had read the letter, he pulled Hermione to him. He didn't understand how Ron could hold her without sexual emotions until last night. Last night when he saw her hurting again, it drove him crazy. He wanted her happy and smiling... why had he spent so many years torturing her?
"Because she's a mudblood, because Father says that is how to treat mudbloods." He spoke aloud to no one.
'Damn it all to Hells! I can't keep doing this. She's not acceptable.'
That little voice sounding as if his mother chimed, "What is acceptable, a life tormenting people? Don't kid yourself, Draco.'
'I can't keep her from my mind, but it's not just sexual, is it?'
'You already know the answer to that.'
'It's not acceptable to be in... in love with a mud... Muggleborn.'
'Really, then why did you just say muggle born instead of mudblood?'
Draco slammed his hands on the bed. 'Leave me alone, I am sick of talking to myself.'
When he lifted up off the bed, he felt pain from his charm, as if some one had slapped him. 'Hermione!' He thought, feeling actual physical pain from the charms they shared. He hurried out into the hall searching frantically. 'I will never find her. Damn it, show me where she is!' He ran past people, and the charm stung him again. He turned a corner, to see Blaise smack Hermione, and Draco felt it too.
Blaise hissed at Hermione. "You think you can strut around in these little outfits and not give any one anything. We learned a lesson with Dean, but it sucks for you that I know muggle defense." He pushed his groin against her, grinding his manhood against her and lifting her skirt up. Draco's hand balled into fists.
"Let her go, Zambini."
The Slytherin smiled. "Oh, hey Draco. He said cheerfully. "If you want her first, go ahead." Draco Growled, as Hermione looked into his eyes. He knew what she wanted, a distraction. "Let her go now, Zambini, or I'll Hex you to St. Mugo's!"
Zambini looked a Draco, not believing what he was hearing. Was Draco Serious? Had the Slytherin king fallen in love with a mudblood? Draco stepped forward, taking Zambini's attention from Hermione. She placed a knee into Zambini's groin and slammed the heel of her hand under his chin, knocking him out. Draco ran to her, wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her from falling, or killing Zambini... he wasn't sure which would be worse. Draco heard footsteps and saw Serenity turn the corner.
"What happened here?" She said, her eyes not leaving the arms around her sister's waist.
"Zambini tried to rape her." Malfoy said, holding Hermione as she struggled to get away, wanting to choke the last bit of life from Zambini.
Serenity saw this and spoke almost harshly. "Hermione Breneva! You control that temper at once!"
Hermione's mouth dropped open. Her sister had yelled at her. Draco spat at Serenity. "You are heartless. Hermione has every right to be angry with Zambini."
"This doesn't..."
"Like hell it doesn't. You deal with him." Draco said, almost growling. Hermione looked up at him, scared.
Serenity just walked to Zambini, who was starting to come to. She grabbed his collar and with one hand hoisted him to his feet. He looked at her, terrified.
Serenity's voice was calm, but he eyes said anger. "You will go to Dumbledore and explain yourself." She closed her eyes and spoke, "Ezil Brenac" and then Zambini's eyes closed, "You can only speak the truth and will tell him everything. Go."
Serenity shoved him backwards, and he took off running, not looking back. Serenity turned to see Hermione and Draco sitting on the floor, Draco holding Hermione Tight against him. He heard Hermione whisper, "Please take me to my room. I don't want to talk to her."
Serenity knelt down beside Hermione. "I must make you understand that if you are to be apart of the Aleva, which is your destiny, such outbursts are not allowed. I must go know, for I have things I must do. I will return for the Halloween ball with some of the court. Until I can take care of you, Draco will." She kissed Hermione's cheek, and looked at Draco. He nodded, and Serenity walked away, as she always had done.
Chapter Ten
Draco slammed his door and plopped face down on his bed, wondering what the hell had possessed him to kiss her. Then, he had wanted to kiss her, to touch her ever since he saw her red-eyed and puffy under a Cypress tree last spring. She had gotten an owl from Krum, who had apparently dumped her. He wanted her then, because he realized, she wasn't little miss perfect with the perfect life.
His father's beliefs had held him back, alone with the fact that Weasley had found her, and after Weasley had read the letter, he pulled Hermione to him. He didn't understand how Ron could hold her without sexual emotions until last night. Last night when he saw her hurting again, it drove him crazy. He wanted her happy and smiling... why had he spent so many years torturing her?
"Because she's a mudblood, because Father says that is how to treat mudbloods." He spoke aloud to no one.
'Damn it all to Hells! I can't keep doing this. She's not acceptable.'
That little voice sounding as if his mother chimed, "What is acceptable, a life tormenting people? Don't kid yourself, Draco.'
'I can't keep her from my mind, but it's not just sexual, is it?'
'You already know the answer to that.'
'It's not acceptable to be in... in love with a mud... Muggleborn.'
'Really, then why did you just say muggle born instead of mudblood?'
Draco slammed his hands on the bed. 'Leave me alone, I am sick of talking to myself.'
When he lifted up off the bed, he felt pain from his charm, as if some one had slapped him. 'Hermione!' He thought, feeling actual physical pain from the charms they shared. He hurried out into the hall searching frantically. 'I will never find her. Damn it, show me where she is!' He ran past people, and the charm stung him again. He turned a corner, to see Blaise smack Hermione, and Draco felt it too.
Blaise hissed at Hermione. "You think you can strut around in these little outfits and not give any one anything. We learned a lesson with Dean, but it sucks for you that I know muggle defense." He pushed his groin against her, grinding his manhood against her and lifting her skirt up. Draco's hand balled into fists.
"Let her go, Zambini."
The Slytherin smiled. "Oh, hey Draco. He said cheerfully. "If you want her first, go ahead." Draco Growled, as Hermione looked into his eyes. He knew what she wanted, a distraction. "Let her go now, Zambini, or I'll Hex you to St. Mugo's!"
Zambini looked a Draco, not believing what he was hearing. Was Draco Serious? Had the Slytherin king fallen in love with a mudblood? Draco stepped forward, taking Zambini's attention from Hermione. She placed a knee into Zambini's groin and slammed the heel of her hand under his chin, knocking him out. Draco ran to her, wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her from falling, or killing Zambini... he wasn't sure which would be worse. Draco heard footsteps and saw Serenity turn the corner.
"What happened here?" She said, her eyes not leaving the arms around her sister's waist.
"Zambini tried to rape her." Malfoy said, holding Hermione as she struggled to get away, wanting to choke the last bit of life from Zambini.
Serenity saw this and spoke almost harshly. "Hermione Breneva! You control that temper at once!"
Hermione's mouth dropped open. Her sister had yelled at her. Draco spat at Serenity. "You are heartless. Hermione has every right to be angry with Zambini."
"This doesn't..."
"Like hell it doesn't. You deal with him." Draco said, almost growling. Hermione looked up at him, scared.
Serenity just walked to Zambini, who was starting to come to. She grabbed his collar and with one hand hoisted him to his feet. He looked at her, terrified.
Serenity's voice was calm, but he eyes said anger. "You will go to Dumbledore and explain yourself." She closed her eyes and spoke, "Ezil Brenac" and then Zambini's eyes closed, "You can only speak the truth and will tell him everything. Go."
Serenity shoved him backwards, and he took off running, not looking back. Serenity turned to see Hermione and Draco sitting on the floor, Draco holding Hermione Tight against him. He heard Hermione whisper, "Please take me to my room. I don't want to talk to her."
Serenity knelt down beside Hermione. "I must make you understand that if you are to be apart of the Aleva, which is your destiny, such outbursts are not allowed. I must go know, for I have things I must do. I will return for the Halloween ball with some of the court. Until I can take care of you, Draco will." She kissed Hermione's cheek, and looked at Draco. He nodded, and Serenity walked away, as she always had done.